Touch the flame to know how cold
My sorry coward heart has turned
Lift my sulken head towards the height
From the weight of that it fell
Peter Peter Peter three
Dont deal in lies
Dont look too good
Dont talk to wise
Luke is my middle name
Watch the coward runaway
Drain the heat from my face
Let monkies inside find sky
Dont look too good
Dont talk to wise
Everyone knows the numbers dont lie
We are freaks of nature washed up on goldilocks shores
And the small things find it hard to perform
When they know they are being watched
Peter Peter Peter three
Dont deal in lies
Dont look too good
Dont talk to wise
Luke is my middle name
Watch the coward runaway
Drain the heat from my face
Let monkies inside find sky
Dont look too good
Dont talk to wise
Followers dont sit on fences
That hold the voiceless down
The imposter laughs in triumph and disaster
When we turn away
Stand outside on your burnt out car
Tell everyone your name
If dreams could see the light of day
But not become your master
If you can watch the broken things you gave your life to
Be repaired with worn out tools
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